Rico was drinking coffee when Coin walked in. She looked around for a moment before quickly walking over to him. He remained seated as she sat next to him. "Are we going now?"
"Not yet, I got myself some sandwiches. I am waiting on that food and my coffee to go. Is Artemis on site?" Rico asked nonchalantly as he pulled out his wallet and put a twenty dollar bill under his coffee.
"Yes she is. She is watching the cafe. She is set up at a nearby roof with an Amazonium Spear. She bought a lot of gear that appears to have been taken from archaeological dig sites. A lot of ancient amazon weapons were among them. She bought them up with her own money and decided to use one just in case." Coin explained as she looked around.
"Good." Rico waved at the waitress that came over with a box and to-go coffee cup. She put them in front of him and he pointed at the twenty dollar bill that was under the coffee cup. "Is this an American style diner?" Coin asked as they climbed off the chairs and began walking out.
"It is." Rico nodded his head as they walked out to the borrowed farmers truck. "I realized while I was waiting I noticed that they had made what looks like miniature little America in the area. They have everything from a diner to a skatepark in the area."
"Interesting." Coin nodded as she climbed into the driver set and Rico climbed into the passenger seat. Immediately opening the box and taking a bite out of a sandwich. She began driving down the road when her phone began ringing. She answered and put it on speaker. "This is Coin."
"Coin, he is here. He is at the cafe. But it looks like he is waiting for someone." Artemis informed them.
"Is he alone?" Coin asked in confusion.
"Yes."
"Artemis," Rico cut into their conversation. "Do not just look at him. Look around the area to see if anyone is watching him. Remember there is a good chance we are not the only ones looking for him."
"Okay…" She took a few minutes before speaking again. "There are seven people watching him. Six of them look like foreigners working together but they all look weird. Then the seventh one is a local, but he looks like an academic, a college professor or something similar."
Rico frowned as he ate his food for another minute. Then he put the food to the side. "Okay here is the plan."
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John Ryan had been here for over a month. During that time he had spent the majority tracking down the information his company asked him to find. He was even given an overabundance of walking around money.
But now he had managed to get in contact with someone and offered them assistance. They needed a way to get to America, which John Ryan had already gotten in contact with the smugglers that brought him here. While he needed the information that this academic had acquired during an archaeological dig.
It was mostly just a bunch of photos but there was also supposed to be an ancient grimoire that they found as well. Fortunately for him, an old book was not high on Bialya's list of important items. They were far more concerned with the various weapons and strange writings on the walls.
He was waiting at the cafe like the man had asked. Fortunately it was close to where he was staying. He had also reached out and was told by the people who smuggled him in that they could smuggle him and this professor out.
He waited a few minutes and even watched as a pair of local police bought coffee and then walked out. After they walked out a few more minutes passed until Professor Zibi walked in. He was making himself look even more suspicious then if he just walked in normally.
John shook his head as the man sat across from him. "Can you really fulfill your end?" Professor Zibi asked.
"As soon as you show me the photos and the book I just need to make a call and we can get out of here. They are ready with everything to go." He avoided saying anything specific as he leaned forward. "Now show me the stuff."
Professor Zibi hesitated for a moment before he nodded and leaned over and brought up a bag onto the table and opened it. Pulling out a stack of photos and showing the inside of a bag where an old book is laying.
John accepted the photos from Professor Zibi and began looking over them. Trying his best to hide his excitement. This was exactly what they were looking for. Now that they had proof, this could change everything. "This is real. Okay let me just call-" He stopped mid-sentence as suddenly he felt something poking his side.
He looked over to see a chair get pulled over and then watched as the man who was holding a silenced pistol to his side sat down. "Now normally, I would just grab you against your will and march you off. But it appears I have to make a move ahead of time since someone else is hunting you, John Ryan." The man declared as he chuckled like they were old friends. "Now then, you have about…" he looked at his wrist where a watch was located. "Two minutes before things get intense. So tell me what is going on."
John Ryan swallowed and glared at the man. While Professor Zibi seemed to realize what was going on. "Are you with the Biaylian government?" He asked quietly.
"Nope." The man shook his head. "I was only sent here to retrieve this one. But I am open for other business."
"He promised to get me out, in exchange for these pictures and this-"
John Ryan grunted and shook his head trying to get the academic to stop.
The Professor hesitated for a moment before continuing. "This book as well. They are all yours if you can promise the same."
"I can do that." The man answered. "Now then. I suggest you put those away and get ready to move." He said as he looked past the professor at a man dressed in a black suit. He looked like the typical government type in America. But in this country he looked out of place. "It appears the other group has gotten impatient."